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This is Drummer. He lives behind a stately wall of lush green ivy in a cozy house in West Hollywood. His mom, Leisa, dad, Michael, human brother and canine brother all welcomed me into their world.

It was late afternoon the week before Christmas and the sun was in the perfect spot to photograph this little guy. My conversation with Leisa was mostly about how wonderful and amazing the people at Beagle Freedom Project are and, of course, Drummer's entry into the world of being a beloved pet instead of a science experiment.

You won't be surprised to hear that, like the rest, Drummer had no real challenges, either. What I saw that day was a happy, loving, snuggly boy who would do anything for a treat.

Drummer, said Leisa, wasn't going to sit still for me. I have to admit, I love it when pet parents tell me this. I am always up for a challenge. This little guy, however, was easy. One squeak of the magic squeaky toy and he was as still as a statue for me. Leisa couldn't believe it! And when the squeaker stopped working, well, food is always the way to go. Especially for a hound dog like this. He was a perfect supermodel and he loved showing off his new BFP swag.

Towards the end of our shoot, Leisa and Michael let Drummer and me hang out on our own. He posed perfectly for me while enjoying the last minutes of sunlight.

This was a special shoot for me. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's the way Drummer looked at me. Is that weird? His eyes were soulful and wise. His heart out there to love. Or maybe it was the family dynamic. Loving and happy. Warm and inviting. Whatever the case, it was a privilege to meet this wonderful family.

"Some people see scars, and it is wounding they remember. To me they are proof of the fact that there is healing." ~ Hogan